Adegbite Adeyinka

I Think Of You

I still think of you, In the dry, cold night; On my chilly sleek sofa, I lay lost in thoughts of you.

I still think of youWhenever my telephone shudders, I await that enthusiastic tuneAlert you want to hear from me.

I still think of youWhen my face is worn with a frown; I miss the soothing power in your voiceWhen you call my name and smile.From the crowing of the rooster, To the setting of the sun, I think of you.